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Friday, December 14, 2012

Doritos & Beer...Pull Up A Chair

Some weeks are like that. Some months and even years are like that. Doritos, adult beverages and 5 o'clock can not come fast enough. It is once again confession time. Christmas is getting ever closer and the taunting in our house has begun. Everyone knows what I am getting from Irishman and it is SO NOT FAIR!

Confess it! Tell all, bare all...get naked. JUST DO IT! and then link up over with High Heeled Love.

I Confess...
I may have over medicated before working the jail this week. I fell over a curb...painted bright yellow. The positive is there was a belligerent drunk on the corner who kept attention diverted. Sooooo if no one saw it, it didn't happen. BOOM

I Confess...
Thing1 and Thing2 think their Christmas presents are stashed in our closet. Currently the only thing stashed in there is this fear inducing contraption (click HERE if you're curious. I double dog dare ya)

I Confess...
I laughed out loud when my four year old whispered, "Mom? I have a secret...that butt munching turd elf got into mischief again!"

I Confess...
I actually downloaded Instagram to my phone finally. I deleted it before I ever used it. I needed to free up space on my phone for cat videos.

I Confess...
It is no longer cool to toss around YOLO for hip justification. According to Thing2, you live every day. You only die once. Duh

I Confess...
I almost lost my birthday and had to use my Get Out Of Jail Free card. Giving an inmate a piece of paper without permission is contraband. Who knew?! Good thing they didn't find the sharpened spork duct taped to my thigh. ALWAYS BE PREPARED, PEOPLE!